New Video: Loh e Mehfooz Tak Rasayi | Sufi Master Younus AlGohar | ALRA TV
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Sufi Master Younus AlGohar reveals how one can gain access to the Loh e Mehfooz (Guarded Tablet) which is also referred to as the Mother of all Books in the Qur'an as it contains every celestial scripture and the divine knowledge pertaining to this universe.
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One of the most famous poems of Amir Khusrau.
Amir Khusrau (1253-1325) was major Indian Muslim mystic, poet and musician who lived in Delhi and wrote in Persian, but also in Hindavi (like in the poem of the video), the common language of the northern and central regions of the Indian Subcontinent in that period.
The Nizamudin of the poem is Hazrat Nizamudin Auliya (1238-1325), one of the greatest Sufi saints in the Indian Subcontinent and Khusrau’s spiritual master.
Ustad means the mentor in poetry or the master of music.
You give meaning to all the things I ever heard about love. Things were blur to me but now that I've known you, I can see how much power love holds. You look at me like I'm a piece of art- you call my name like it's your favourite song. I don't feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach - my heart feels safe when you're around. It's the feeling of being home after a long tiring day, no increased heartbeat- I'm at peace. You're my destination, I've been waiting to reach you and now that I have, I don't want to go anywhere else, ever. I want to stay here. Right beside you. You ask me, what can I do for you - love, just stay. And let me stay too. Rest, we'll see - you have me and I have you.
Aapse milke mohabbat k maayne jaane. Sab dhundhla sa tha, ab jo aapko jaana toh yeh bhi jaanliye k mohabbat mei kitni takath hoti hai. Aap mujhe yun dekhte hain jaise mei koi nayaab cheez hoon, mere naam yun lete hai jaise koi khoobsurat gazal ho. Mere dil ki dhadkanein tezz nahi hoti aapko dekh k- mera dil aapki moujudgi mei mehfooz mehsoos karta hai. Jaise koi sukoon ho. Aisa sukoon jo ghar pohochne pe hota hai. Aap meri manzil hai, meine aap tak pohochne k liye bohot safar tey kiye hain. Ab jo aap mile hain, ab jo aaptak pohoche hai, ab yahin mera ghar, yehi mera basera hai, meine ab yahin rehna hai. Aapke paas. Aap puchte hain, k kya karun tumhare liye? Meri jaan- bass rukk jaayein. Mujhe bhi rukne dein. Baaki, saath milkar sab dekhlenge- aapke paas mei jo hoon, mere paas aap hain.
" Allah ne har insaan ka naimul badal bnaya hai, us se bhi behtar honge"
" shayad aisa ho lekin uske jaisa dil Allah ne kisi ka nahi bnaya, uski jaisi mohabat kisi shayar ki kitaab mein bhi kahin nahi mile gi"
" aisa kya hai us mein jo tumhe wo itni hee pasand hai?"
" wo mere liye ek shaks nahi balke ek ghar hai. Ek aisa ghar jis ke andar dheir saara sakoon, khudpasandi aur bahaduri hai. Wo apne pyaron ki khushi ki khaatir saari duniya se lar sakti hai."
" toh phir wo tumhare liye kyun nahi lari?"
"kyun ke mujh se zyada kuch pyare log us ghar mein bohat deir se rahte hein. Usne mere liye larai ki bjai Allah ko chuna, Allah ki chaahat pe khud ko supurd kardiya, aur is tarha us ne khud ko bhi aur apne pyaron ki khushi ko bhi jeet liya."
" aur tum, tum kab apne pyaron ki khushi ki khaatir khud ko azaad kar do ge? Khud ko hamesha hamesha ke liye udaasi se paak kar do ge?"
" mere andar ye dard mere Allah se mohabat ka saboot hai. Allah ko pta hai ke ma bachpan se kitna zidi tha, lekin ek moajze ki aas ne mujhe mere liye ye duniya bohat choti kar di, aur ab sab Allah ke hawaaley hai, mera har chota bara khwaab, meri har khushi aur udaasi, ab sab ka sab Allah ko de diya aur sirf sabr aur yakeen ko maine apne paas mehfooz kar liya hai"
" kaash tumhari har tahreer har lafz us tak pohanch jaye aur wo tumhare liye dheiron duayein kare"
" nahi mere alfaaz shayad usko aur udaas kardein, mujhe us ki udaasi se zyada us ki khushi ko apnaana hai, aur wo khush mere sabr aur Allah se juri is dosti se hogi jo us ne kabhi nahi dekhi"
When you send him your picture in desi wear and he casually says this:
In English we say you are precious But in urdu we say.. teri seerat saaf seeshe ki trah mere daman me daag hazaro hai,me khoya hua logo ki bheed me hu,tu nayab kisi patthar ki tarah chamakti hui mehfooz kisi kinaare pe hai
Pichhle saal yunhi September ki ek baarish me mujhay wo baat yaad aayi, jo pehle kabhi seekhi thi...Kay Insan ka dil Allah ki do Ungliyon me hai, wo jab chahay, usay palat Saktay Hain...jaise...wo waqt, jab mujhay baarish pasand aanay lagi. Bachpan se maine Baarish par muh banaya tha. Shayad school baarishwale dinon me start hua karta tha isliye, aur phir ground ke kichad me meray polished jootay aur safayd Uniform, dhuli dhulai cycle ke tyres, sab kichad-aalood hojate thay. Bag bheeg jata lekin waterproof tha to khayr thi, kitabon me lekin nami reh jati. Meri kitabein, jinko mai apni jaan se zyada sambhala karti thi. Mai nafasat pasand rahi hun aksar. Bachpan se. Phir college ke dinon tak, Baarish ka ye kichad aur uljhan mujhay bahot bezaar karte rahay hain. Aangan me gilay, gale hue patton ka phailna, har shay geeli aur numm. Gharme raho to neend aajati, khelne baahar koi jaane nh deta aur phir thandi baarish se beemar honay ka ehsas. Bezari si bezaari. Phir ek waqt wo aaya, jab apne shehar se door ek aisi jagah rehna pada, jahan door door tak aasmaan, Pahaad aur sookha maidan nazar aata. Apne mehfooz ghar, kichad walay school se door, anjan logon ke beech tanha hue jab maine wahan baarish hotay aur pani ki chhoti chhoti nehar banke ek taalaab me jaa miltay dekha.. Uss lamhe mein, mai pehli baar bezaar nahi hui. Pehli dafa kichad se uljhan nh hui, na hi ye fikr rahi ke saaf kapde maile hojayengay ya kitabein bheeg jayengi. Pehle ek haath aur phir saari ki saari mai, uss baarish me khari hogayi. Uss waqt nafasat ko nahi bhuli thi, bas ye eham nahi raha tha ke jootay, kapde aur cycle inki safai kabhi mustaqil hogi... Inn cheezon ko saaf rakhte rakhte shayad mai ek waqe'atan khubsoorat ehsas se door rahi thi. Meray dil me ye itminan aaya ke ye Allah ki rehmat hai, jisme mai bheeg rahi hun, mehaz pani nahi. Iss waqt mere Rabb ki tarafse sabse bada waseelah hai jissay mai Usko apne qareeb mehsoos kar rhi hun. Gharke, gharwalon ke tahaffuz se door, uss bijliyon aur garajti baarish me Allah ne mera dil badal diya tha. Yun jaise Do Ungliyon me bas chutki si bajayee ho. Uske baad se aaj tak, Baarish ne mujhay kabhi bezaar nahi kiya. Na hi kichad aalood juton ne, na hi meray maile hue safayd libas ne na hi bag me kai tahon me chhupi meri numm kitabon ne. Aaj jab mai aasman se barasti boondon ko dekhte iss bareme sochti hun, to samajh aata hai ..ke Uss din ki baarish ke zariye sirf baarish ke liye muhabbat hi nahi mili thi mujhay... balke ek mazeed ilham bhi mujhpar hua tha... Ek aur baat thi, jo wo baarish mere liye Allah ki tarafse paigam ki surat lekr aayi thi. Ye, ke koi jazbaa, koi insan, koi shay, koi haalaat itne mustaqil nahi hotay ke aapka ussay dil na uthhay. Har wo shay jisko aap chhorna chahte hain, lekin dil ke haathon majboor hain, aap Allah se kehden. Wo aapka dil badal Dengay. Ek aisi baarish, jahan saari umr ki bezari khatm hojati hai. Allah se wo baarish maangein.
Parwaanon se talukaat kam hi hain aaj kal humare, yeh apne ishq ke pagalpan mein mehfooz, izhaar tabahi se ka jaate hain. Shamah ne jo iss najayaz ishq ke khaatir dil lagane ki gustaakhi ki thi, woh toh sirf janazah uthati reh jaati hai.